Supernatural Male Reader One-Shots and Short Stories

Bestfriends - Lucifer

Y/N sat in his room as he listened to his music through his headphones. The volume was turned to 100 percent, blocking out all other noise. His head was on his pillow, propped against the headboard. He hummed along with the music with his eyes closed, completely immersed in his music.

He hadn't left his room during the day for the past four days, missing school and hunts. He only wandered out of his room at night, when he knew no one else was awake, to get food and coffee. He hadn't slept either. The only thing he did was sit while listening to his music, trying to block out Lucifer.

Of course, his brothers didn't know Lucifer was there, because he would have been killed if they knew he was spending time with the devil. Had Sam, Dean or Cass came in, they would have seen and heard Y/N talking to Lucifer, with no one there to receive it.

As the previous song ended, he waited for the next one to begin. Instead of the drum intro, there was silence. He opened his eyes and saw Lucifer sitting on the end of his bed. Lucifer raised his hand, snapping the headphones away. Lucifer wasn't very malicious to Y/N, he was just annoying as Hell. That's what best friends are for, right?

Y/N tilted his head and glared at Lucifer. Lucifer raised his head and smiled like a child. Y/N sighed and reached into his side drawer, pulling out a pair of earbuds. Lucifer snapped and those disappeared too. Y/N grumbled and looked over at Lucifer, who was still smiling.

"What do you want, Lucifer?" Lucifer shrugged and pursed his lips. Y/N raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"I'm bored. And you won't pay attention to me." Lucifer pulled his legs under him and sat with them crossed. Y/N rolled his eyes and picked up his phone. He pressed play on his music, letting the speaker on his phone play. Lucifer started to pout and laid down on top of Y/N's legs. Y/N looked up at him and stopped the music.

"Lucifer, up. Now." Lucifer sat up and watched Y/N. He raised his eyebrows and Lucifer stood up. He hung his head and stood next to Y/N's bed. Y/N went back to his music.

After a few more songs Lucifer got an idea. He laid down and hugged Y/N to him. Y/N looked over at him with a glare. Lucifer stuck out his bottom lip and looked at Y/N with puppy eyes.

"I'm sorry." Y/N shook his head.

"Finally. That's all you had to say." Lucifer frowned and started to draw on Y/N's arm.

"I didn't say sorry yet?" Y/N shook his head. Lucifer looked down at his hand. "Shit. I'm an ass." Y/N chuckled and nodded.

"I'm so tired. I've been staying up just to hear you say that. Let's take a nap." Lucifer smiled and pulled Y/N down to him and held him close. Y/N loved the cold feeling of Lucifer holding him as he drifted off to sleep. Lucifer snapped softly and some of Y/N's favorite music started playing. He ran his hands through Y/N's H/C hair and started to fall asleep himself.

When Y/N awoke, the banging was obnoxiously loud, meaning it had to be Dean. Y/N rolled out of his bed and walked to the door. He unlocked it and opened it to see Sam and Dean with worried looks. Dean pushed his way into the room and walked over to the bed to sit down. Y/N watched him then turned his head to look at Sam. He slowly stepped inside and gave a slight smile.

"Come in," he mumbled as Sam sat at the desk. He shut the door and turned around to walk back to his bed. Y/N raised the covers and climbed under them for warmth.

"So you finally got some sleep?" Y/N nodded and buried his head into the pillow.

"And I'd like to get some more," he said as he lifted his head slightly. He dropped it back onto the pillow. Dean reached and pushed him onto his side.

"Why've you been in here for the past couple a days? And when you do come out, you've been talking to yourself." Y/N looked at him out of the corner of his eyes.

"How do you know that?"

"Most of the time you come out really late. I've figured out your schedule and most of the time I'm in the library. You walk right past me." Y/N leaned up on his elbows and looked over at Sam.

"I'm fucked, aren't I?" Dean smirked as Sam nodded.

"You're talking as if Lucifer is actually here. Do you see him?" Y/N nodded his head as he looked down.

"Why are you embarrassed of that?" Lucifer asked. Y/N looked up and shrugged. Sam and Dean looked to where Y/N was looking and saw the wall.

"Y/N, do you see him now?"

"Yeah, he's sitting on the desk next to Sam. How do you guys not see him?" Y/N frowned at them. Sam and Dean shared a look.

"Y/N, Lucifer's dead. Amara killed him three years ago." Y/N froze and looked back at Lucifer.

"What?" Lucifer stood up from his spot beside Sam and sat next to Y/N on the bed. He noticed that the bed didn't fold under his weight. Y/N looked up at him with his puppy eyes.

"Please tell me they're lying, please," he whispered. Lucifer smiled softly and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, N/N. Amara killed me. You were there, you just blocked it out." Y/N's eyes started to blur.

"No. He didn't. He couldn't have. Lucifer, no." Sam walked over to the bed and sat next to him. He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and pulled him closer to him. Y/N sobbed into Sam's shirt as he started to comprehend what happened.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm sorry." Y/N looked at Lucifer through his teary eyes and shook his head.

"How can he be gone? I don't want him to be gone." Dean placed his hand on his youngest brother's head and rubbed his hair.

"I know, kid. I know how much he meant to you." Y/N nodded and buried his head farther into Sam's chest.

Sam and Dean left Y/N to be alone while he accepted what had happened. They shut his door so he could be in peace.

He laid down on his bed and curled up under the covers. He felt the bed dip beside him, but he hadn't heard the door open. He tried to push the figure away, but they didn't move. He frowned and pulled his head out from under the covers.

Lucifer's eyebrow was raised as he looked at Y/N. "Why are you under the covers?" Y/N looked at him and rubbed his eyes.

"You're not real. You're dead." Y/N pulled the covers back over his head and expected the dip to disappear. When the covers were pulled off his head, he looked up at Lucifer.

"Nope. Hundred percent real, last time I checked at least." Lucifer got under the covers and pulled them back up. Y/N scooted up and looked at Lucifer.

"But Amara killed you. How?"

"Am I still alive? Little trick of the eyes. Gabriel wasn't the only one who could pull something out of his ass." Y/N put his hand out and poked Lucifer's arm to make sure he was real. When he didn't disappear, Y/N hugged Lucifer as if they hadn't seen each other in decades. Lucifer hugged him back.

"You made me think you were dead for like. 3 hours. How could you do that?" Lucifer frowned and looked away.

"Honestly, I've been here the whole time. I've kept myself out of sight of your brothers. I had to let you believe I was dead, at least until the threats to you were gone. I couldn't let my best friend get hurt." Y/N smiled slightly and hugged Lucifer tighter.

"I've gotta go tell Sam and Dean, they're going to be psyched." Y/N pushed himself up, a hand grabbed his arm.

"You can't. Not yet at least. Give it at least a week or so before you do, please. For me." Y/N looked at the door then shrugged. He hugged Lucifer again and laid back down.

"Okay. But I'm going back to sleep right now. You kept me up for days." Lucifer smiled and pulled the covers up over Y/N's head. Y/N pushed it back down with a fake glare.

"Well, don't let me keep you up any longer then. Goodnight kid." Lucifer stood up and walked over to the desk to sit down. Y/N turned on his side and smiled at him.

"Goodnight bestfriend."